Deceiver (Ms. Venable x Reader)

I hear a knock on my door but I feel a bit tired to open it this day because of what occurred to me and Ms. Venable. It was unforgettable. She's being a sadist yesterday. I don't know how can I avoid it. I was her slave so I cannot disobey her demands. She's my master and I couldn't do anything about it.

I stop contemplating what happened yesterday when I heard the doors creaking. It was Ms. Mead and her glare.

"You're being lazy right now, huh? Resting for 14 hours, without eating and getting out from your room was out of bounds, (Y/N)" scolded me. I look at her. Making eye contact with her. Letting her think what's going through my head for 14 hours hiding in my room. They're the narcissistic ruler of this shelter that I shouldn't help them to hunt for food. She scoffs, giving me a serious stare.

"Ms. Venable wants you in her office right now" she informs then suddenly leaves without giving another speech. After she closed the door, I touch my bottom checking if I feel anything. I groan, feeling the agony of it.

Ugh, her devil cane created red marks on my bottom.

Leaving marks that it's not an illusion or a nightmare.

It was real.

I get up, resisting the pain in my butt. I can walk normally for now because it heals a bit. I walk out to my room. Observing if someone sees me. Luckily, no one here on the outside. They're probably in their rooms or in the lounge. Maybe resting or making themselves look decent. Once I finally reach her office, I take a deep breath like I always do when I'm coming for her.

Why she's making me so uneasy?

I look down then knock but someone interrupts me. Someone opens the door before I can knock it. It was her, knowing that I arrived. I walk fast towards in her office, not giving indications at anyone that I'm going here. I can't sit without her permission so I stand on the front of the couch. Waiting for her to speak or command at me.

"Sit down, (Y/N)" she says without her dominant tone. That's a different tone, unlike yesterday. I sit down and after it, notice there's food on her table. Is this another punishment? Challenging me to resists the hunger I have because she knows that I didn't eat my meal this time? I bow down, waiting for her speech. She's crueler than she is yesterday. Therefore, she won't speak instead sits on the couch. Sitting beside me. I feel the atmosphere of awkwardness on us.

She's really something.

"Eat" she says. Her voice is soft that I couldn't even know if it's her order or she's concern about me.

Right now, you're not Ms. Venable that I know yesterday.

"You need to eat" she added. I look at her but she's avoiding making eye contact with me. Her unusual behavior really messing up my mind. Yesterday she wasn't like this. She's being concern about me haven't eaten anything this day.

She pitied me that's why she's being like this.

I start to eat. It's hard eating my food while someone besides me, just waiting for me to finish my meal. However, she's not looking at me. I wipe the mess in my lip. I don't want to face Ms. Venable with my messy lip. I cough, getting her attention. She looks at me with her glint gazes.

"Next time, if you don't eat your meal...I will make it more painful than you ever have known, (Y/N)" she turns around, facing me. I swallow and nod. The atmosphere was awkward for me and her. We keep silent for 2 minutes, looking around. I can't speak with her unless if she asks me a question. However, the awkwardness stops when she speaks.

"What's your life before you came here, (Y/N)" she asks while taking a glimpse at me. I stare at her, thinking if she's really asking me or I'm having a hallucination. She takes glances again, waiting for me to answers her question. Right, she was asking me and I'm not hallucinating.

"I graduated in College that year when it happened. I was ready to take a job but the nuclear bombs interrupt it" I answer. She's being quiet this time. I didn't know she has this personality.

A listener.

"They found you lying on the floor. What do you remember before it happened? before they found you?" She asks again. I meet her eyes that full of curiosity, waiting for answers. I thought they're fine with it, not knowing The Gray lives or backgrounds. I drink before I speak again.

"When I heard the news about nuclear bombs, I immediately went to my house. I noticed someone broke into Dad's house. Maybe it was the neighbor. Everyone panicked that time that they didn't even notice it." I look down. There's no concentration if I'm looking at Ms. Venable. I exhale for a moment, not giving pressure to my tone.

"It happened fast. I was...checking him to the living room and kitchen room but he's not there. I checked his room" I low my voice down. That was difficult for me that we're talking about what happened to my Dad's house. I still cannot believe that she's listening to me.

"He was dead. Some thief might accidentally shot his head while Dad defending himself" I smile, unintentionally smile just to avoid the grief I have for him. I have to pretend so she wouldn't feel sorry for me. I don't really need the sympathy of everyone.

"After that, someone hit my head. That's all" then end the story with chuckles. The fact that I can't show my grief to my father become hard for me. Letting someone knows about it and now Ms. Venable knows it. I clear my throat out before I stare at her. I astound by how she reacts. A sudden deject reaction.

Ms. Venable showing sympathy.

Unbelievable.

"Do you feel anything about it?" she mumbles. It's awkward to respond to her question. I can't show anything to her. She's a narcissist and sadist. Her personality won't understand my situation about that.

"No" I reply. I swallow then take a glimpse at her. Becoming a liar is necessary this time. I couldn't let myself just give up the feeling I kept for 2 years just for her questions.

You're confused right now, are you Ms. Venable?

"Why would like you don't feel anything? Are you deluding yourself?" she has the fact that I don't want to confess it. She scoffs for a minute before she could say something again.

"I don't even know you but you're showing something to me" then take a glimpse again. She certainly has this personality that I like for some reason. She stares at me, wanting me to making eye contact with her.

"Show me everything, (Y/N)" I doubt her. I'm surprised by her words. I didn't even know what she's talking about, what I'm showing to her. Maybe it's about the sketch I made or maybe something else.

Is she provoking me?

"Is that a challenge?" I chuckle, questioning her. She's making me laugh for no reason. Changing the subject and atmosphere. I don't have anything to show her. Surely, she's just kidding.

"It's an order" she responds then smiles. I nod while keeping myself to laugh because she's confusing me by her words. Now, she was a ridiculous woman to me. She's making an order that I couldn't even get it.

You're mysterious, Ms. Venable. What is your deal this time?

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"I give you 1 minute to get out of my office before my cane gets another one from your butt" after Ms. Venable said it, (Y/N) immediately left her in fear.

After a moment of silence for Ms. Venable, she dropped her cane then take palm her face up. Irritated to herself of what's happening with her mind.

"Why you're so fucking driving me mad?" questioned herself with a sudden shiver on her hand. Gave her a thought that she's not in her sane state. Letting herself to exhale for more to think what happened lately.

"I couldn't hurt her more than anyone" Ms. Venable mumbled, resisting herself to have a mental breakdown. She exhaled more again then leaned her back on the couch. Letting herself to stare in the door, giving herself an abstruse thought.

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Author's Note

Sorry, I add some words to make it more detailed. I'm still processing Chapter 8 for you guys. Thank you for reading and voting it again. Wait for another chapter guys! Hope y'all enjoy it! (^ ^')